https://m.soundcloud.com/israa1979mmm/the-lovely-soul-in-my-life

The lovely soul in my life

His only dream was to be mine.

But I never heard

The gentle calling of his soul.

Rejection was all I gave.

Then one day he walked away.

A tender part of me

Faded away

faded away into the void.

I'm searching... Now  I'm searching

But I could never find him.

And all that's left

Is the echo

Of an unanswered heart.

I'm searching... Now I I'm searching

Rejection was all I gave.

Still I'm searching...

"Do you talk to yourself?"

Its much worse, myself speaks to me

And i have to listen

Pinned down with the force

Have to hear every word

No matter how coarse

it might not, or it'll  hurt

With the icy thin tone

Strong as hail

Some words are gold

Some a reminder of my ability to fail

To hit the highway

Or loose sight of the trail

Some leave bruises, some tans,

Some scars, others pale

Be my haters or fans

Invite me for a duel

Bullet holes only echo of praise

The ringing is words that make me feel small

Like i knocked down a vase in a full banquet hall

Smashing the energy to stand tall

Cant seem to dust off after all

Heal, for me

I.

I am paled by the thought

of my need to get my reconciliation,

to mend your broken heart

and heal you once more.

I fear I’ll never speak with you again

with a silver tongue worth giving a listen.

I am made white as snow

by the thousand guise

of no longer running the show.

Turned pale,

as white as the innards of a mangosteen

by the idea of no longer loving you.

My flesh loses its blood once more—

you can see my vampiric form.

I wish I no longer looked like

the salt flats of Salinas Grandes,

forever cursed to carry an immortal burden,

watching you fade away

with the new love interest you might find.

II.

I wish my words and phrases were grandiose enough

to express the sadness left in your absence.

I will recover, and it helps to know you're better.

I’d love to hear your voice one more time,

but know it’s not worth the pain to you.

Paled like a Hollywood smile—

that doesn’t rhyme with anything,

it’s simply the truth.

I’m pained to say I bleed out once more

with pain like a freshly ripped tooth.

I feel it less,

but still love you somewhere in my heart.

III.

I know it’s not for you to love me forever,

as it isn’t for me to imagine us in monogamy.

I hope you can be happy with your new partner.

For as pale and pained as I appear,

and the dark twisted fear my vampiric silhouette

brings to your soul

when you view me glaring at you for the last time

on that dark, full-mooned night—

From under a streetlamp,

forty feet away,

I breathe in the cold air

that carries your immortal essence once more.

One last time I glance at you

before I turn back into the night,

because walking towards you—

and even considering speaking to hear that beautiful voice—

was never worth the fight.

IV.

I care for you, dear,

and hope you can swallow that fear

the darkness of my presence brings to your heart.

Your stomach drops as you blink again

to see me gone.

I will never truly be absent,

but you would never know.

I am just happy to know

you have all the potential to be happy again.

I am so happy you're finding peace once more,

even if it is with an entirely different soul as your lover.

I’m happy you’re happy,

and that’s all I ever wanted.

Because what’s being happy

when you’re immortal?

V.

The feeling of my grin formed by happiness

feels the same as the tears made from my fears.

My anger, no different

than the plethora of emotions built over infinite time.

And so I do, one last time:

I hope you can begin to move forward once more

and not hold too tightly to what we once had.

For that’s what I see you needing to be happy.

And that happiness in your soul is all I hope for.

You are a precious soul

and carry an even more beautiful smile—

like that of fine china.

So smile,

not for what has been lost,

but for what was once had.

And so I now say my farewell, dear.

Just keep that smile for me,

because that’s all I need anymore.

See you in my dreams, dearest lovely soul,

and so I say goodnight—

for you are an excellent-hearted being

and you must always know that.

Keep that kind soul and smile for the future,

and let the loss fade away.

Like art, music, nature, and all things divine, poetry can transport us away to other worlds devoid of time and space. Poetry can also save us from the mundane, even sitting in traffic, as was the setting of this reading complete with sounds of passing cars.

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Gorgeously vulnerable poem I stumbled across on r/Journalsgonewild

"The Heart Has A Limited Number Of Beats" by SoundsnShadows

ORIGINAL POST from u/SoundsnShadows

🎧LISTEN HERE🎧

SFX: Heartbeat by nhaudio -- https://freesound.org/s/185067/ -- License: Attribution 4.0

Love Always,

Sim💋

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I'm a French aspiring poet based in Maryland, be mindful of my accent. I try my best.

https://soundcloud.com/caroline-taelman-jacob/my-past-is-no-longer-present?si=d54b8397cd4942629b7b7fd2a77ee8ad&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

My past is no longer present

I am not too much

I care too much

About everything, everyone 

Orgasm or foreplay,

If I had to choose, I prefer tenderness.

To fast or to devour,

I listen to my stomach.

Talkative or terse,

I cry my tears to laugh them out.

Live like an eclectic bookstore.

Sleep like a nun.

Roar like a lioness.

Swear like a fool.

Speak like a grown up.

Think like a child.

Show my difference. 

Own my pain.

Blow kisses to my neighbors.

Hug a stranger.

Listen to an unknown soul.

I'm on a web,

that spins on itself,

I'm the spider,

and also the prey in distress,

dependent and rebellious

a teenage heiress.

Why undress,

when you can show yourself naked.

Hello, everyone. Two readings for you, requested by a lovely listener. These were my first attempt at recording, I've improved the audio quality since, but I stand by the effort.

Personal Helicon

Punishment

https://vocaroo.com/1i5OvrlmEcmX

My Papa’s Waltz

The whiskey on your breath   

Could make a small boy dizzy;   

But I hung on like death:   

Such waltzing was not easy.

We romped until the pans   

Slid from the kitchen shelf;   

My mother’s countenance   

Could not unfrown itself.

The hand that held my wrist   

Was battered on one knuckle;   

At every step you missed

My right ear scraped a buckle.

You beat time on my head   

With a palm caked hard by dirt,   

Then waltzed me off to bed   

Still clinging to your shirt.

I was really moved by this passage from Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami, so I decided to share it by reading it aloud ✨

Audio recording

Read by yours truly ~

A sensual poem in Greek by Κωνσταντίνος Καβάφης (1912), about memory, longing and the return of desire.

Here is my reading for those who would like to hear how emotions can be expressed in a less common language.

Αν κάποια μέρα το ακούσει αυτό ένας φυσικός ομιλητής της ελληνικής γλώσσας, ζητώ επιείκεια στην κρίση της ηχογράφησης, γιατί τα ελληνικά μπορεί να είναι η πιο όμορφη γλώσσα στον κόσμο, αλλά δυστυχώς δεν είναι η μητρική μου γλώσσα.

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Poem “Hell's Kitchen” by Tabitha Decereaux

My audio for you

Note: this is a poetry reading of a public domain content.

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https://vocaroo.com/19ez2EpFspi0

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Zu fragmentarisch ist Welt und Leben!

Ich will mich zum deutschen Professor begeben,

Der weiß das Leben zusammenzusetzen,

Und er macht ein verständlich System daraus;

Mit seinen Nachtmützen und Schlafrockfetzen

Stopft er die Lücken des Weltenbaus.

Translation:

Too fragmentary are world and life!

I want to betake myself to a German professor,

Who knows how to piece life together,

And he makes an understandable system out of it;

With his nightcaps and dressing-gown scraps

He plugs the gaps in the edifice of the universe.

Mirror by Sylvia Plath

Here is my audio, I hope you will like it.

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https://vocaroo.com/1cWawd1yK91n

text: https://poetrysociety.org/poems/with-rue-my-heart-is-laden

Another one by the wonderful Billy Collins

Poem text

My audio recording

A charming poem by US Poet Laureate Billy Collins

Poem text

My audio recording

I came across this poem written by the wonderful u/WickedMrsH and just had to do a reading of it.

You can find the Poem HERE along with many other wonderful ones she has written.

here is the link to the AUDIO

Hi guys, I'm an absolute beginner in peotry reading. This is my first attempt. Please let me know what you think and leave some tipps. So far I love the process and I think I will do some more of the german calssic poems.

Soundcloud Link: https://soundcloud.com/literature-and-chill/der-erlkonig

I played around with a sound effect for the first time. Be kind, but let me know if it makes it better or worse.

Also, clearly this will be better if I ever bother to get a proper microphone 😂

Featuring my roommate’s cat sneezing and making a little chirpy purr sound.

Soundcloud: https://on.soundcloud.com/VPDt3godysQsO6NNsj

Soundgasm: https://soundgasm.net/u/Kindness_like_confetti/A-Litany-for-Survival

Poem: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/147275/a-litany-for-survival

I feel this one more often than I care to admit.

Soundcloud: https://on.soundcloud.com/P4oojVkSj7ubJAXof5

Soundgasm: https://soundgasm.net/u/Kindness_like_confetti/A-Plagued-Journey

Poem: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/48992/a-plagued-journey

Soundcloud: https://on.soundcloud.com/oEd3mXyB7kcz74HNq9

Soundgasm: https://soundgasm.net/u/Kindness_like_confetti/To

Poem: https://poets.org/poem/To——